Blue Lantern Saint Walker Novels & Stories

She looks past him towards the cabin and Tyler's eyes widen in terror. "What? What the hell do you mean where's Selene?" They both become startled to the sound of Blake's alpha voice. He walks towards them from the side of a rough greenery spot to the right of the cabin, a man with ocean blue eyes and a few inches taller than Blake with him.

Nathan tried to speak, but his mouth just opened and closed like a fish. Instead, Junto saved him. “They're called Spiritwalkers. They can only live in the darkness, so they only come at night. They drain the powers of the supernatural beings, then the drained becomes one of them. They mostly go after foreseers, seen as though they are the most powerful and the weakest of the supernatural world, but sometimes they go after the others as well.” I processed this information quickly so I can keep on track. “So, why were they after Derek?”

The constant moving eye on one side of her face moves even faster then before as if surveying every inch of land. Suddenly, one of the three heart seeker jumps out of the woods. The wolf like head opens up and the tendril from the dead head attached shivers within the living head and through its mouth. The tentacle splits into three separate smaller appendages. There is a hungry mouth in the middle of the opening that salivates at the thought of sinking its dark and cracked teeth into the flesh of a being birthed from the darkness itself. However, this siren is no push over. The blue creature’s reaction is instant almost like the feeling of the warm winds told her what side the creature was

Blake asked when he heard a yell calling out his name. “Blake!” Sara called out to him as she ran up to him. Blake was amazed seeing her, and she had already broken through into Divine Sea becoming a Saint like he was before he left. “Congratulations on breaking through; how many more have broken through?” Blake asked curiously. “Well, let’s see, Tabitha and Tabby are the same; they refuse to enter the Small World and have the babies, who are doing fine, and they have been complaining every day about being on their feet all day.”

Smiling contently as the steam covers her body into the shadow of her mermaid-like figure, the mark she draws illuminated into its distinct neon deep blue with her whisper and summoning. “Guardian and goddess of water.” Drawing the pentagram of Aquarian’s gate, a bright light reflected into the waters as a beautiful blue mermaid with an aqua blue eye, ocean blue light to deep royal colored wavy hair smiles reflecting the same colored eyes of its holder as it bows greeting. “Master.”

he nodded to the glowing wolf in the corner, “is our sister. So spare us the mystery—we let you through our gates. The least you can do is tell us what you know, and how you came to know it.” I exhaled. At least he was civil. “My name is Nathan. I’m from the Silent Blue Pack. This is Jules,” I gestured to her, standing firm beside me. “And that’s Gideon.” The name dropped like a stone in a silent room. “Silent Blue?” one of the elders echoed, his face draining of color. “You’re part of Jacob’s pack? The one with that old witch?” “Oh yeah,” I said casually, sensing the crackle of tension thickening the air. “I know it sounds unbelievable, but I’m what we call one of the Blessed Luna’s Guardia

“It has my scent on it. That’ll keep any unwanted males away.” I scoff, slipping the shirt over my head. “There are no guys around.” He arches a brow. “Ryder and some warriors are tracking the area, making sure it’s safe. Meanwhile, I followed your scent straight to you.” His expression hardens. “Now, tell me what happened.” I take a deep breath, my gaze lifting toward the sky. “Did you see it?” I ask, almost in awe. “It was dark blue instead of red.” Elijah frowns, following my gaze, but the sky has already returned to its usual blood-red hue.

(Florian's POV) I watched as Natalie wiped away the last of her tears, her emotional moment passing quickly. The arrival of a large group at the airport terminal caught our attention. The werewolf artist team had landed, right on schedule. They moved with purpose through the crowded airport, led by none other than Ethan Blake. His electric blue floral shirt stood out in the sea of travelers, drawing curious glances from humans who couldn't possibly understand the power he wielded beneath that ridiculous attire.

“Walker, how did he contain the demon? Does he have a witch?” “A black woman. She’s in her last forties or fifties,” he replied. “Does the woman have a bigger sclera in her eyes?” Zarah looked alarmed and even scared. “Yes,” Walker confirmed, and I just watched Zarah scream and walk outside. “Who’s she, Zarah?” I followed her. “Is she powerful?” “I’ve always hated that bitch my entire life.” “Wait. What did we miss?” Califf asked her but she remained there, looking at the ocean, breathing heavily.

Blue looked shyly between me and her father, “Hunter doesn’t want more.” “He will give you more, right, Hunter?” Ugh. I was not going to have a conversation about family planning with my father-in-law. I’d always intimidated people with my height and my built, but this man was doing the intimidating, and I wasn’t liking it one bit. “How did you know we were here?” I asked him. “Blue sent us signals. Said she wants to go back to Atlantis, marry a rich merman, and wanted me to come to take her.”